My wife and I were going through a bad time. I met her when seven geezerhood ago when she was working as a prostitute in Cape Town, and I was working as an IT consultant travelling the world and living in capital of the Russian Federation. She was my regular young woman in Cape Town when I was there on business. She told me she had a medical term that stopped here getting pregnant, and then she did get pregnant. I decided to support her, but I resented her because at 50 I was n't planning on having any more tyke. So I decided that although I would proceed her, I was n't going to let her change my lifestyle. So the affairs with other charwoman continued while I was away. My attitude was I support you and the kids, but while I 'm away, my life is my own. We even had a second kid ( anything to preserve her happy, right ? ).

By this time in Moscow, I had a farseeing term human relationship with a lovely schooltime instructor my age. Safira found out about it and went ballistic. Anyway, as prison term went on, we moved to France and got an apartment. I was enjoying family life sentence in French Republic the kids are beautiful, and we were getting on well in and out of the bedroom. We were having worry getting a visa for her she 's from the Congo, so we decided to get wed ( we were already living as man and wife ). My school instructor in Moscow immediately dumped but still agreed to run my business in Moscow for me.

Once married everything changed, Safira decided that now we were married everything I owned was hers. Her behaviour got more and more extreme, and when I just decided to ride it out instead of leaving this alone made her more and more recreate, violent and unreasonable.

Working with my Russian school teacher did n't serve things, and the charge would regularly fly until our sex life history became quotidian and boring and relationship more and more toxic.

We decided to sustain therapy. The Therapist had treated Safira for natural depression previously, and it was obvious whose side she was on when she called me an `` cocksucker '' five transactions into the session. She was a slim charwoman early to mid-thirties. Very tedious and measured in her behavior, she wore black trousers and a nice blouse with her farseeing contraband hair pushed back over her capitulum with her methamphetamine hydrochloride, she came across as very strict and professional. The session was a bit of dogshit appearance, to be good. It was elucidate that Safira thought I was still having my affair with Svetlana, that I had hid 100,000 s of pounds hidden away in Russian bank accounts and that everything she was doing, was justified. She was also convinced that my affair had carried on up until a calendar month ago when it had been over from the minute I 'd married Safira. I really had n't had a fortune to put my side of things across at all, but there was nonentity in that room listening to me anyway.

So thing went from bad to worse. The reversal jobs stopped and Safira, who had always slept topless and walked around the business firm with her tits out, now covered up. When we did have got sex, she kept her bra on, and although she did get quite wet, she never showed any enthusiasm regarding our lovemaking. She 's always had a very nice tight pussy which my average-sized cock fitted very nicely. But she would also do her best to denigrate me daily, spending hr chatting on the phone to god knows who and spending her housekeeping money on god knows what leaving the Federal Reserve note unpaid and the electric refrigerator empty. It all came to a head when she suggested she was going to go back to sex work. I told her no wife of mine was going to do that, and if she did, I was leaving. Can you imagine you spend 4000 Euros a month on providing a bread and butter for a woman who wo n't even let you see her tit or give suck your rooster, while she is giving all that away for 200 euros to some stranger ?

I decided to leave but thought the best position to tell her was on neutral ground with a pro spectator. I would get a divorce get a business firm near the old household station and get joint custody of the kids.

I contacted our Therapist and told her we needed another session that I was thinking of leaving if things did n't amend. I also gave her some proper background so she could fix. I detailed Safira 's violence, financial indecency, personal insult and sexual rebuff. I also pointed out there had been no infidelity on my part since our marriage, a period where Safira 's behaviour had declined the most.

We arrived for the session, and the Therapist greeted us in the master personal manner you 'd expect from an accountant or a lawyer. She was dressed nicely, Patrick Victor Martindale White top floral skirt hair pinned behind her capitulum, glasses on. We sat down, and the session began.

I started with `` Safira things have not been going well lately, and I think that it 's time.. '' The therapist cut me off. `` Let 's not come to any conclusions at this decimal point ; it 's important that you both understand each others placement before you come to any close. ``

Hmm OK, I thought. So I went through the list, the bossiness, the money problems, the attempts to belittle me the violence and the intimate effect. Safira 's answer to all of it was that I deserved all I got and was lucky to give her. The healer asked me what bothered me the most. I told her it was a featherbrained thing, but I found Safira hiding her body from me and especially her breasts to be the most insult matter. Safira shot back that I had called them `` saggy '' so why did I want to see them so much. I countered that it ruined our entire sex sprightliness and was a big part of the reason she no longer orgasmed during sex.

The therapist asked, `` so you still have sex ? ''.

'' Up until recently '', I replied.

'' And you think access to your wife 's breasts is what stopping her orgasming ? ``

'' It 's because you 're a fat cheat liar '', Safira, interjected.

'' Why do you recollect that it stops her orgasming, notch ? '' The Therapist continued.

'' I would always suck up and spiel with her nipples during sex ; she used to orgasm all the time, '' I responded.

'' All the time ? '' asked the Doctor.

'' Yes, we 'd always come out with mutual masturbation during ... Look, do I have to use the health check terms ? ''. I asked.

'' We should n't be fucking talking about this here ; I 'm not comfortable with this conversation it 's personal. ``, Interrupted Safira.

What happened adjacent really surprise me I was expecting the Therapist to tell us that we should propel away from the topic as it made one of us uncomfortable. But no.

'' I 'm dark, Safira, but it 's central to your job with dent. At our first gear meeting, you did n't order me about your discussion of him, the violence, the fact that you were a sex worker or that his affair had long since ended. You 're still punishing him despite the fact he 's made some fairly substantial change on your behalf.

'' He deserves it after what he did to me '', Safira lashed out.

'' That may be so, '' said the Therapist `` but if you want ( and I 'm not saying that you should want ) but if you want it to preserve, the relationship will break down if you do n't ready some changes yourself. ``

'' What for he stays with me anyway ? '' snarled Safira.

'' What 's your sentiment of your sex life together ? '' Asked the doctor

'' It 's always the like old thing `` Safira sighed.

'' Well if all that on the menu is loot and cheese, what do you expect ? '' I retorted she was n't going to blame me for this ! !

'' OK, let 's try and get to the source of the problem. notch carry on with your issues. Use whatever words you feel well-off. As a psychologist, the words you use, generate me insight into where you are emotionally, so please use the countersign you deem appropriate. ``

'' OK physician. well, I have to induct sex if I want it. '' I complained

'' Is that an issue for you ? '' she asked.

'' It is, it 's all part of her index game. ``

'' Safira is that true ? '' the Doctor asked.

'' Why should I beg that fat old man for sex, when I do n't even need it ? ''

'' So I can number that as a yes then ? '' she asked rhetorically. `` dent, please carry on. ''

'' Sorry so usually she 's laying on her edge of the bed. I shuffle across and spoon her. After a while, I 'll start kissing her cervix and rubbing her belly. ``

'' Sounds nice go on. ``

'' Well if she does n't object, I kiss her on the back talk and initiate rubbing her Pussy ... ''

'' Yes yes rubbing her labia, well. Over or under her underclothing. ''

'' Over at starting time Doctor, and then inside her drawers. ``

'' And how long does this for bid go on for ? '' Enquired the healer adjusting her glasses.

'' Well that 's a couple of minutes, then I remove her knickers. ``

'' Does she let you do this easily ? ``

'' Yes, almost times ? ``

'' It 's the one thing I like ; the part where he pulls my pants off. It 's all downhill from then on. '' offered Safira.

'' Hmm carry on Nick if you please. '' the Doctor sounded a little too tidal bore to discover the eternal rest, but I 'd started.

'' OK so she rolls on her back, and I parting her labia running my fingers up and down her slit. I check how wet she is. I keep doing this until she 's wet enough to slue a finger inside her easily. When that happens, I finger her alternating from her G-spot to her clit. ``

'' Safira do you enjoy this division ? '' asked the Doctor

Reluctantly Safira answered, `` I do, but it used to get me very close to orgasm, sometimes I 'd actually cum, not any more. ``

'' See '' I yelled triumphantly `` that 's what I 'm talking about. I used to finger her kitty and rub her clitoris while sucking and chewing her mammilla. Now she wo n't let me go near her breast. Then blames me when she does n't cum. ``

The doctor changed her spot in her president. Her branch were spread a slight wider, and diminutive beading of sweat were forming on her forehead.

'' Can you show me what you do ? '' The Doctor of the Church asked

I variety of nervously got behind Safira on the couch and fully clothed, guess rubbed her belly and then put my workforce near her pussy and said `` I do this and then I do that '' while making thumb motion a couple of column inch away from her fully clothed vagina. Although it was embarrassing and wildly inappropriate, I did bump my cock solidification in my trousers. Both Safira and I burst out laughing.

The doctor cracked a rare smile as well. I 'd only seen her `` you 're an arsehole '' smirk so far.

'' No, '' she said `` I 've found it very useful with other patient role to see how they really interact in the bedroom. You could photographic film yourselves at family, but it 's much easier for me to see what 's happening in person. ``

'' You want us to get sex in front of you ? '' I asked a petty bewildered.

'' No fucking way '' Safira blurted out

'' No, not necessarily. '' The Doctor answered, ignoring Safira 's outburst, `` I want to see how you interact intimately. I can then valuate your emotional adherence and sexual proficiency. I can then consecrate you exercises to improve your technique. Look '' she carried on, `` We can ask head all day, but the fact remains it 's just a more exact way of assessing a couple than simply relying on what they tell me. Especially when talking about sex people get queasy and then lie. ``

I sighed `` Safira is punishing me, there 's nothing wrong with my proficiency, we do n't necessitate to bonk in presence of strangers. ``

'' Is this a realize medical checkup process '', Safira asked interestedly.

She always held medical examination professional person in very luxuriously gaze. If a doctor was doing it for `` medical '' ground, she saw no reasonableness to resist.

'' gouge, I think you 're worried that your sexual technique will be deemed short, but how do we fix it without the proper advice and proper health check procedure. '' Safira continued.

'' I 'm a professional person Nick, and this is just the scoop way to diagnose the problem. '' affirmed our Therapist.

'' I guess '', I answered, feeling a petty exposed.

'' Good, '' the Therapist said assertively. `` Now let 's crap you two comfortable. I understand sex takes place in the bedroom, and you have a declamatory bed ? ``

'' Yes, '' Safira replied.

The Therapist locked the threshold. And took a light duvet from a boastfully cupboard and spread it on the trading floor. She also took a small camcorder from her desk drawer `` For bill '' she explained.

'' Now how do you generally go to bed. Underwear, do you need to borrow some pj 's. '' She enquired.

'' No '' Safira offered `` I go to bed in a bra and scanty, and he just comes to bed in his underpants. ``

'' OK, '' the Doc said enthusiastically, `` that 's as practiced a place to come out as any. Strip off down to your underwear and lay on the bed. remain on top of the continental quilt, so I can see what 's going on. ``

We both did as instructed stripping down to our underclothes as she filmed us with the camcorder and tape phonation notes.

'' OK, so we have an interracial couple white European male and pitch blackness African female. male person is 56 and overweight. female is 36 in good Supreme Headquarters Allied Powers Europe. Can I just see your member for the criminal record ? ``

I lowered the front of my underpants to bear witness her my erect dick.

'' Penis size average, erection appears warm '' she spoke confidently into the camcorder.

She placed a crapper at the end of the continental quilt and sat down with the video camera.

'' Right lay down on the duvet together and male person partner, arrive at your usual plan of attack please. ``

We both lay down with Safira facing away from me. I shuffled up behind her as I usually did, pushing my erecting against her bum chap. Then I reached an arm over her and placed it across her chest.

'' I thought there was no bosom play allowed ? ``

'' No, there is n't he can put his forearm across my breasts above my clothes, but he ca n't impact them with his hired man either directly or through my clothes '' Safira helpfully replied.

'' Thank you, carry on Male spouse. ``

I started to kiss Safira 's neck and rub her belly her arse and her thighs with my release arm. She responded by snuggling nigh and grinding against my dick.

'' arousal is unexpectedly assuage and loving. ''

Safira rolled onto her back. I continued to rub her belly and her pussycat through her knee pants. ``

'' Male Partner is engaging in brightness erotic massage at the here and now. The female person partner is mute. possible power play by the female collaborator in progress. ``

Safira 's eyes were securely shut, but I looked down at our seated camcorder wielding healer. The Therapist, while filming with one hand, removed her knickers with the other, pressed a single finger to her backtalk, in the shush gesture. She then placed her freehand up her skirt and started masturbating. I returned the favour by tugging down Safira 's knickers. Safira raised her pelvis to let me remove her pant. I tossed them to one side and started to examine my wife 's vagina with my fingers.

'' Male partner is now gently masturbating the female. Spreading her labia and stimulating her clitoris and the entrance to her vagina. The female person 's reaction is somewhat muted, and she 's making no effort to reciprocate. ``

The Therapist had now left her hind end and brought camcorder close to my wife 's vagina. I continued my work, inserting a finger to stimulate her G-spot and then rubbing the peak of two finger across her clitty. Our Doctor of the Church continued to jack off. Her skirt had ridden up around the top of her thigh, and I could see her shaved kitty-cat with its glistening cunt being worked on by her slender fingers as she continued to moving picture and take notes.

'' finis up analysis, show 's thoroughly cycle and press on the button. The vagina is visibly moist. The Male is adhering to boundaries and not sucking or licking the female person 's breast and or mamilla. ``

I leaned back a little to wet my finger with pre-cum from my shaft and then used it to lubricate my wife 's pussy. The healer trained the camera on the end of my glistening hammer, and must have got caught the escargot trail as I transferred my fingerbreadth from my tool to my married woman 's pussy.

'' male person theme is very aroused with a good production of pre-ejaculate. masturbation of the female has been going on for 14minutes and 35 seconds. There is no signal of orgasmic reaction from the female person at this breaker point. ``

wellspring, I thought to myself, that 's long enough for anyone to cum. I climbed between my wife 's pegleg, kissing her vagina ( I heard a pant from the Therapist as I did that ) and then planting placate buss all the way up my wife 's body, until I reached her breast which I jumped over, and started again on her shoulder joint and neck.

'' intimacy is still very mollify on the male person part at this stage ; maybe a more aggressive glide path would be in order ? ``

I positioned my self to enter my wife 's pussycat. Safira reached down and positioned my cock at the entranceway of her muddle. I pushed in, entering the familiar wetness of her throbbing slit.

'' ( sharp intake of breath ), male penis is now inside the female person vagina sex act is afoot '' the Doctor of the Church phonation faltered, and I looked back to see here furiously rubbing her conceited clit as her orgasm overtook her.

I thrust five or six times and slam my load late into my married woman 's vagina. I climbed off my wife 's cum soaked cunt with my dripping cock and orchis in full perspective of our healer and her camcorder.

'' So Nick good job, and I see that you 've cum ''

'' Yeah, always do '' I replied jauntily.

'' Safira, did you finish ? '' She enquired of my wife.

'' No '', Safira replied, `` but it 's OK I do n't need it. ''

'' OK but that 's not going to solve the problem though is it ? Safira, you 're holding back participation in sex because you like the king it gives you over Nick. notch, you 're giving up on your wife 's sexual pleasure because of resentment in the way she 's treating. Remember, it 's not over until the black noblewoman cum ! ! We are not finished here. ``

'' Nick just because you 've had your sexual climax does n't mean sex has to eat up if Safira is not satisfied. I find oral can be very effective for the recently err. fucked. ``

'' But I ca n't work out a cunt filled with my own cum ! ! '' I protested.

'' Really ? Be a man for your char. ``

'' I really do n't need to try male person cum. ``

With that, our Therapist reached out a finger and wiped some of the cum from my wife 's yawn slit. Safira let out a whimper.

The physician held it out to me and said : `` Taste it ! ''

'' I really ca n't. '' I protested again.

'' Oh my god men are such pussies. lookout and instruct ! ! ``

With that, our Therapist placed her headland between Safira 's leg. Inhaled the smell of our screw and began to eat the cum from my wife 's pussy.

The daze on Safira 's face was tangible. `` What is she doing, oh god, that 's it do n't stop ! ! ``

'' Your number '' the Therapist ordered.

Safira yelled `` No, do n't stop ! !

But the Therapist had withdrawn from the status and was indicating I should take over. The mickle of our Doctor licking my wife 's nasty cum soaked cunt had given me a raging hardon. I was turned on once again. So I set about licking that smutty slit myself. It was just so dirty and naughty licking hunk of my own cum from my freshly roll in the hay wife 's bitch. Safira moaned with pleasure as my tongue dug deep for the last drop of cum enriched kitty succus I could retrieve. I alternated from delving recondite into her vagina with my tongue and furiously licking her clit with it.

I felt the warm up breathing spell of our healer on my shoulder, camcorder in helping hand. `` male person subject shows excellent oral examination technique ''.

She then moved up to Safira 's promontory. `` Are you shut my dear ? '' she inquired.

Safira replied `` Its good, give thanks you, I love it. But I 've never finished this way. ''

I continued lapping my married woman 's cunt for all I was worth. I was licking my youthful wife 's filthy cunt, while our Doctor filmed. The two cleaning woman were now engaged in a long passionate kiss while I just kept sucking and licking.

'' Safira, I want to try something, '' said the healer breaking off from the kiss.

'' Yes, whatever yes, '' Safira gasped.

With that, she undid Safira 's bra and started to nip one of her nipples.

With that, Safira gasped, and a little bit of pussy juice squirted into my mouth.

'' Did that work '' inquired the Doctor

'' It 's working yes aaaahh ''

OK but you need to let your husband do it.

'' OK anything I need to CUM ''

The Doctor of the Church took my free helping hand and rested it on Safira 's discharge boob. I worked that mammilla with my fingers as I buried my aspect into her kitty and licked for all I was worth.

'' I 'm cumming I 'm cummm ... .ing '' My nerve was soaked with Safira 's cum juice as her body shuddered from one of the most acute coming 's she 'd ever had. As she came, I plunged my cock into her gap vagina. I could feel the orgasm stroking my tool, which exploded inside her once again.

We kissed and hugged unmindful to the fact that we were in the Therapists office stark naked and covered in cum. We looked over, and the physician skirt hitched up around her waist was masturbating furiously. As she finally orgasmed for the second time, she let out a throaty moan and created a little puddle on the floor.

The fee was supposed to 75 Euro 's, but she asked for 350 for the special discourse and pointed out that we were the merely one 's on the video, if we did need to let the cat out of the bag. Safira never came to bed with her bra on again. And I never fucked her, without giving her at least one orgasm, ever again ,